Time for a Regret threat.
Things you regret not having done, decisions you've made, or things you've not taken advantage off.

Doesn't have to be a regret that has put you into a clinical depression with a passion for eating chalk etc. Just little things.

Mine that I can think of:

Not going to see B.B. King in Hanford CA when stationed 10 miles away back in probably 2000. Ticket was $10

Not Taking Guitar lessons from Day one; instead of learning on my own and muscling through stuff the last 20 years.

Not buying stock from my company's employee purchasing program thing when stocks were $1.24; and 3 years later topped out at $18. and after Sprint bout us, all stock options could be exercised immediately.

My first job was at a small pizza chain when I was 17. I didn't care much at the time because I just wanted cash to buy a car, but I ended up staying there for 3 years, working my way up to management.

Like I said though, it was just a small chain. There were around 3 stores when I first got hired, and they kind of exploded into 12 or so within a year. Problem is, that was right around the recession and things went downhill for the company shortly thereafter. I ended up getting out shortly before the last store closed its doors and always wish I had picked a legitimate company to invest so much time in.

Even if it was a more established restaurant, who knows where I'd be now? I recently hung out with an old friend I had from working at a TGI Fridays back in the day. He's got the job there as a busser/food runner back when he was 18. Worked his way up and served for 6 years and they just gave him the bump to management. He's making $50,000 now only a year in and says he could get close to $70 this time next year with bonuses.

At any rate, I made a lot of money at my job and DEFINITELY enjoyed my time there. I last worked there over 3 years ago and still maintain regular contact with several of my coworkers. So... All's well that ends well, I guess.

On a much lighter note, I wish I had done more leg workouts when I first started lifting. I have a minor case of chicken legs now and its tough trying to even out proportions between my upper and lower body.

I passed up a football scholarship to go to the same college as my girlfriend.
we broke up less than a year later.
easily the single most stupid thing I've ever done.

while it is a regret....at the same time I wouldn't be where I am today and have the family I have today if I'd not made that stupid decision ....life is good, so I wouldn't like...go back and change it if I could, but still....what a frigging dumb ass!

I passed up a football scholarship to go to the same college as my girlfriend.
we broke up less than a year later.
easily the single most stupid thing I've ever done.

while it is a regret....at the same time I wouldn't be where I am today and have the family I have today if I'd not made that stupid decision ....life is good, so I wouldn't like...go back and change it if I could, but still....what a frigging dumb ass!

My Dad was HUGE into baseball from when he was a little kid....and he was actually pretty good. Apparently he went to an open tryout for the Red Sox and got a contract offer. Obviously it wasn't anything huge and it was more than likely for one of their farm teams. His other favorite thing was the military. He opted to join the Air Force during the Vietnam War and volunteered to get sent over.

Funny thing is....my Grandma ****ing DESPISED him for making that decision. So much so....that she took his entire baseball card collection and burned them while he was gone at basic training.

My Dad was HUGE into baseball from when he was a little kid....and he was actually pretty good. Apparently he went to an open tryout for the Red Sox and got a contract offer. Obviously it wasn't anything huge and it was more than likely for one of their farm teams. His other favorite thing was the military. He opted to join the Air Force during the Vietnam War and volunteered to get sent over.

Funny thing is....my Grandma ****ing DESPISED him for making that decision. So much so....that she took his entire baseball card collection and burned them while he was gone at basic training.

well......shit.....that's not gonna make for a feel good movie!
I wonder if he regrets that decision?

PS - when I was a kid in Michigan I had a buncha baseball cards and one was a Catfish Hunter. wonder where that is now? I believe it'd be worth a bit-o-money.

I regret not getting dive certified before I lived in Okinawa for a year.
I regret passing out in my front yard after a chiefs game and having my father in law come "find" me (per my wife's request)
I regret peeing in a bottle in the back seat of a friends car when his wife was driving.
I regret leaving the Navy after just 6 years. I could be collecting a nice pension starting next year.

Actually, truth be told, I guess I don't regret anything. It's all ended up putting me where I am and things are pretty good.

I regret getting too hammered in Singapore to really remember any of it.

I regret that for you as well, sad story bruh...

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"Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father ... And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity."

"If the people let government decide what foods they eat and what medicines they take, their bodies will soon be in as sorry a state as are the souls of those who live under tyranny." - Thomas Jefferson

NYC is dirty and loud and is OK for about two days, then you want to get the HELL out.

Chicago will freeze your balls off in the winter. Otherwise, you can have a lot of fun there.

LA is a hell hole. Avoid.

Miami: Last American out please turn out the lights.

Cruise Ship: Floating porta potty.

Rest of the World: Wished they were the USA.

You're not missing much, my friend.

You couldn't be more wrong on this.

If you've got a degree, get a job teaching english in South America or Asia. it'll cover your expenses and then some for a year or longer. I can virtually guarantee you'll make friends with the expats there and have a shit ton of stories to tell when you get back.

And while most third world countries do wish they were the USA, most of my european friends don't give a flying **** about the US.

I regret not getting a blow job from my cute Latina coworker at a Rest Stop. She offered as a "joke", and I took it as just a joke. We hooked up about a year later. She offered to blow me under the desk at work on a Friday at 4:30, but I chickened out. I suck.